“I guess your grades are more important to you than your morals are,” my English teacher spits out, lecturing our class about cheating that’s been going on in the school.
My classmates and I exchange glances. Well, yeah, we all seem to be thinking together. Isn’t that what they’ve been showing us since middle school?
and our mental and physical health.
do u ever play loud sad music and lie down on your bed and stare at the ceiling because life is fuckin hard man what’s up with that
I lost count how many times in a day where I say “I want to sleep”